“Want to dance?” Scott asked him.
“Sure,” Quintus answered. Scott slid out of the booth and extended a hand to him.
They walked to the dance floor, which was packed with bodies moving on and off beat. But nothing else mattered to Quintus when Scott pulled him into his arms, their bodies moving to their own beat. Quintus felt content, his cheetah purring. He turned and pressed his back to Scott’s chest to grind his ass against the vampire’s cock. The sexy vampire pressed his face into his neck and bit down hard without breaking the skin.
Quintus groaned and cupped the back of his vampire's head, begging for more. Scott licked and sucked on the spot before moving up to his chin. Quintus turned his head and moaned the second their lips touched. Their tongues danced to a rhythm of their own, adding to his arousal.
Quintus wasn't sure how long they stayed on the dance floor, because everything seemed to disappear whenever he was in Scott's arms. After what seemed like forever, Scott led him off the dance floor and back to their booth. No sooner than they sat, they were interrupted.
“Did you set out to make us all jealous with your new boy? Or did you miss us that much?”
"What if I said the answer was both," Scott said, turning to look at the man who had come to their booth.
"Then you're a fool for bringing him out uncollared."
“I’m not worried,” Scott answered the man with confidence.
Quintus realized that with everyone who’d spoken to them, they’d only talked to Scott. They ignored his presence.
“How are you, Adrian?”
“I’m doing better than the last time we saw each other,” Adrian said sitting in the empty chair in front of them. “For crying out loud, boy. You’re about to jump out of your skin. Go and greet him.”
It was then Quintus noticed the cute twink kneeling beside Adrian, who crawled over to Scott and rubbed his face against his chin. Quintus growled and was about to jump the twink who dared to touch his vampire, but Scott had a tight grip on his leg, stopping him from moving.
“Be calm,” he whispered in Quintus’s ear and then kissed him on the neck. “Tevin is just saying ‘hello.’”
"Well, tell him to do it a different way," Quintus growled not taking his eyes off the boy who didn't seem to get the message. "No one can touch you but me."
“Are you staking your claim, kitty?”
Quintus looked away from the boy and looked at Scott. “Yes.”
Scott smiled and then kissed Quintus with so much passion and promise it had his toes curling.
“Do you still stick to the no sharing rule?” Adrian asked.
Scott separated from their kiss to look at his friend while Quintus scowled down at the Tevin, who seemed to have gotten the message and was by his master’s side.
“It’s my number one rule,” Scott said standing and pulling Quintus with him. “Come on, kitty. It’s time for us to watch the show.” He looked over his shoulder to the dominant that was still sitting down. “It was good to see you again, Adrian.”
Quintus nodded, seeming to realize words were not needed from him.
“Oh,” Scott said whispering in his ear. “After you sign your contract tomorrow, be prepared for your first spanking.”
Chapter Thirteen
Scott watched Quintus's eyes dilate at the mention of them signing a contract.
He'd decided after their all-night talk he needed to accept things as the fates designed them, finally. They were shifters and even though they wanted to take things slow, there was a strong energy pulling them together, which could only be them being mates. He'd known from the beginning and tried to deny. At one point he thought he'd accepted, but then fear and doubt had crept in.
He was still dealing with his feelings for Alec. He had been madly in love with Alec for a little over twenty years, and Scott didn’t think he would ever stop loving the man. But everyone who cared about him and had seen him mourn Alec was right, he needed to move on.
Scott looked at Quintus who was everything he wanted in a mate. He was strong, outspoken, worked and loves hard—the way he cared for his family and they depended on him. And most of all how much he’d made Scott laugh in the short few days they'd been together. He wasn't in love with him, but he cared deeply for the man—could see himself falling hard for the cheetah.
“Are you sure you want me as you’re submissive? Because you seemed hesitant a—”
"I won't lie and say I didn't have my doubts, but that is what they are...my doubts. I didn't bring you here only to show you off, but to reaffirm something in me. For a while, I'd forgotten who I was, and over the past couple of days you've made me remember who I really am.”
